we don’t shiver under the sea
not because we aren’t cold
not because we aren’t afraid
but ocean pressure is
the warmth of a hand without fingers
——
floating and leaving no trace
we don’t shiver under the sea
not because we aren’t cold
not because we aren’t afraid
but ocean pressure is
the warmth of a hand without fingers
——
chilly, whispered wind
shivering midnight snowman
winter’s new best friend
——
RonovanWrites
Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt
Challenge #90 Friend&Shiver
winter
the new sheets go on the bed
flannelĀ to keep out the cold
but still you inch toward meĀ for warmth
seek out my feet with your own icy toes
and shiver
against my chest